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es a little_) What, wilt thou not awake? art thou still so fast? Nay then, yfaith, Ile haue another cast. What, _Somnus! Somnus_! I say. (_Strikes againe_) _Som_. Who calles at this time of the day? What a balling dost thou keepe! A vengeance take thee, let me sleepe. _Iris_. Vp thou drowsie God I say And come presently away, Or I will beate vpon this doore That after this thou sleep'st no more. _Som_. Ile take a nap and come annon. _Iris_. Out, you beast, you blocke, you stone! Come or at thy doore Ile thunder Til both heaven and hel do wonder. _Somnus_, I say! _Som_. A vengeance split thy chaps asunder! _Enter Somnus_. _Iris_. What, _Somnus_! _Som_. _Iris_, I thought it should be thee. How now, mad wench? what wouldst with me? _Iris_. From mightie _Iuno, Ioues_ immortall wife, _Somnus_, I come to charge thee on thy life That thou vnto this Gentleman appeere And in this place, thus as he lyeth heere, Present his mistres to his inward eies In as true manner as thou canst deuise. _Som_. I would thou wert hangd for waking me. Three sonnes I haue; the eldest _Morpheus_ hight, He shewes of man the shape or sight; The second, _Icelor_, whose beheasts Doth shewe the formes of birds and beasts; _Phantasor_ for the third, things lifeles hee: Chuse which like thee of these three. _Iris_. _Morpheus_; if he in humane shape appeare. _Som_. _Morpheus_, come forth in perfect likenes heere Of--how call ye the Gentlewoman? _Iris. Eurymine_. _Som_. Of _Eurymine_; and shewe this Gentleman What of his mistres is become. (_Kneeling downe by Ascanio_.) _Enter Eurymine, to be supposed Morpheus_. _Mor_. My deare _Ascanio_, in this vision see _Eurymine_ doth thus appeare to thee. As soone as sleepe hath left thy drowsie eies Follow the path that on thy right hand lies: An aged Hermit thou by chaunce shalt find That there hath bene time almost out of mind, This holy man, this aged reuerent Father, There in the woods doth rootes and simples gather; His wrinckled browe tells strenghts past long ago, His beard as white as winters driuen snow. He shall discourse the troubles I haue past, And bring vs both together at the last Thus she presents her shadow to thy sight That would her person gladly if she might. _Iris_. See how he catches to embrace the shade. _Mor_. This vision fully doth his powers inuade; And, when the heate shall but a
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